humor

Vampires aren't Bats
Vampires aren’t bats, That fly in the sky. They don’t hover above you, Or shriek in the night. They aren’t ugly or scary,
By Lynda Spargur3 years ago in Poets
Shell
A little man with a lamp in hand, sits inside my chest. He’ll peep outside, wave and say “Hi! How are you doing today?”
By Jemma Jae3 years ago in Poets
Heal Me
Now that I’m older I can feel the ghosts in my shoulder Where did they come from An old injury My right side It’s almost always my right side
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Fortune of Land
I. Rainy season in four weather land, Roaring water comes from the east, Happy and chirping birds in the countryside, Blind dolphin Happy July to August,
By Umair Amjad Kayani3 years ago in Poets
A Lady's Lament
Oh, being a modern woman, such a delight, Balancing life's challenges with all my might. From glass ceilings to beauty standards' grind,
By Kel3 years ago in Poets
Top Story is a Scam
top story is a scam There's nothing for you when you receive a title. Having been to the top, I'm coming down to let you know that there is no crown.
By Jazzy 3 years ago in Poets
Snacks 👀. Content Warning.
I Don't Just SNACK!! 💚 I Spoil MYSELF with EDIBLES😉🍃
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Poets
Life with a Teenage Boy
They never warned me of what would happen They placed him in my arms full of smiles and dimples and sweet baby smells Sixteen years ago
By Abigail Adams -The Mad Cow Mob Boss3 years ago in Poets
Ghost invite. Content Warning.
"It's a ghost!" "No, it's a demon, an evil spirit from hell!" "Both of you are wrong! Papa Ebuka said it's the spirit of our ancestors. It comes to watch over us at night," Nneka asserted, attempting to correct her two brothers. "If it truly is the spirit of our ancestors, then why does it frighten us when it visits and tries to harm us?" Arinze questioned. "Ariy (short for Arinze), I don't know. Maybe next time it comes, we can ask it," Nneka replied thoughtfully.
By oduko solomon3 years ago in Poets
Applying to the challenges
Navigating challenges can be quite tough, haha. Here I am, basking in the sun and finding myself drenched in sweat. Even the act of writing induces this, believe it or not!
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 3 years ago in Poets
A Story of a Man and Crocodile 🐊
introduction: Crocodile Conundrum" In the heart of a quaint little village, nestled between lush green forests and a winding river, lived a man named Mortimer.
By Daniel Sam3 years ago in Poets
ABC
A - Al always answers Alice. B - Betty bends backward. C - Cathy collects china cats. D - Dave draws donkeys driving drones.
By Mother Combs (Sharon)3 years ago in Poets